The Earth Cry; And Other Poems (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1910 edition. Excerpt: ... land, the empty ways, The awful silence of the snow Through the untrodden nights and days Alas, my heart that might not know The sweet, deep peace of Summer's prime Only for you the crushing snow And Spring's unrest in blossom time. THE KING'S KISS 1J E rode through the shouting town; " She clung to the edge of the crowd Like a crescent moon slipped down The stormy black of a cloud. Scarce missing my horse's feet By a turn of the hand and head; And O, but her face was sweet, And O, but her mouth was red I stooped from the saddle swift As a swooping hawk through the brine Pierces to strike and lift, And I touched her lips with mine. For a second's fleeting space I captured the flame of her eyes, The quick, hot blush of her face, Her wondering, mute surprise. But a look, a touch, and then--Spurred on to the thundering Of the thousand cries of men Who hailed their anointed king. THE KING'S KISS Was she maiden, was she wife, Was she wanton, or bold or shy? What matter, we plucked from life An ecstasy--she and I. In the moment's little space Or for well or ill was it done--The girl of the market place And the crowned king were one. In purple the young Queen goes--Like a flower of snow, her face; A h me, for the wild red rose I kissed in the market place/ ALL SOULS' DAY Y7 ITHIN the church on All Souls' Day I knelt with those uncomforted, Who bowed their weary heads to pray Their sad prayers for the happy dead. We, with the sting of tears still hot Upon our faces, prayed for those Who have forgot all tears, forgot The long passed pageant of old woes. We of the anxious soul and brain, Prayed peace for those who ever dwell In that great calm that follows pain, Safe-housed in God's white citadel. O, futile, tender mockery We, hampered, ...